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Dec 2013
To be young again-
I remember back to the time
He asked me to dance.
I had not even
Known his name.
Mother would have
Looked down at me
And shook her fist
While screaming,
"That boy is no good!"
But she did not know
Our secret.
We were in love
Spinning in circles,
Twirling me around,
The band of the time
Playing in the background.
It turned into
A weekend thing,
Just him and I.
Almost a year later,
We were dancing
To the same song
On our wedding day.
Mother could not be there,
But I know
She was watching
Us twirl,
Circle,
Kiss,
Cry,
Laugh,
And dance some more.
We danced.
We danced into our future,
And danced into the night,
And into our last breaths.
But we were together,
And that was all that mattered to us.
Written by
Bailey Cahill  Wonderland
(Wonderland)   
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